Herbalists' Cache dewclaw mountain

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Other Shore took in Star Eater's low voice, a soothing tone that reminded her of winds sweeping across grasses back home. And through her words came again the click - ah. So that was what made a dialect differ from a language. Dialects changed hearts; languages changed worlds.

Her mind roamed back to one of the few moments she spent with Sun Eater, just the two of them, and "coxe" rang in her mind. Though she only knew scattered bits of Lanzadoii, Star Eater's words seemed to form a sort of comforting reasoning that she had not noticed before. Lanzadoii did seem to carry meaning in ways common did not - in silence, as Star Eater had said, and in battle, even.

Again another touch from Star Eater, a gentle brush that soothed something in her, smoothing out a hard edge that she could not see. Learning Lanzadoii would not be simple, she knew, but it would be achieved, as Star Eater promised.

She smiled. One day. One day I will take Lanzadoii to my heart.

One day.